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Apr 2015
I want to hear your stories,
Your memories,
Your dreams.

I want to feel your fingers,
Your toes,
Your touch.

I need to see your face every day.
I need my oxygen.
You see,
Without you, I run low.
I feel lethargic, who can survive without air?

You are my air supply.
I cannot possibly,
ever,
Live without you.
mvlly
Written by
mvlly  Australia
(Australia)   
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